He heard the trick-or-treater outside the door. The candle went out as the jack o’lantern pitched off the table.

“Wow,” he said. “That is a terrific costume. I usually don’t give out the good treats when a big kid comes to the door, but that’s worth a handful. Now, where’s your bag?”

He craned his neck to look up. He smiled as the back plates lit up Cherenkov blue and a jet of fire spewed into the night, dropping a jet like a scorched moth. The kid had even done the sea-floor ooze on the foot just right.

Penman Bland wrote:... He craned his neck to look up. He smiled as the back plates lit up Cherenkov blue and a jet of fire spewed into the night, dropping a jet like a scorched moth. The kid had even done the sea-floor ooze on the foot just right.

Two handfuls.

I learned a little about Cherenkov radiation as a result of this. The more I learn, the more I realise how little I know. I do like educative Drabbles.

Are there super hero references here that I'm missing? And what's with the sea-floor ooze?